Why We Keep Watching: The Soul Contracts Behind Celebrity Chaos

— Closing the Diddy Trial Series with Love + Discernment

After the first week of covering the Diddy trial, something shifted in me.
The clicks were clicking, the chaos was constant, but my spirit?
She got quiet.

There’s something unsettling about chasing updates when you realize you’re sifting through other people’s pain, trauma, and decades of unhealed energy being ripped open for public consumption. Especially when so many posts, tweets, and blogs were getting taken down or altered, and the line between truth and clickbait got blurrier by the hour.

So I’m ending this series here.
Not because there isn’t more to say—there always is—
but because it stopped serving my higher purpose.

Why Are We So Hooked on Celebrity Chaos?

Let’s be real. The spectacle be captivating. The rise-and-fall cycle of celebrities taps into something primal: our fear of being seen, our desire to be chosen, our deep inner questions about power, legacy, survival, and shame.

And in spiritual terms?
It’s giving soul contracts in the public eye.

What if some of these celebrities came here to embody lessons we’re too afraid to live out ourselves?
What if their chaos, exposure, or fall from grace was meant to reflect something back to us?

Mirror Work: Fame Is a Portal

The Diddy situation (and others like it) pulled us into a collective portal. One where we had to sit with questions like:

• What happens when success is built on silence?

• Why do we protect people just because they made us dance?

• How long can truth be buried before it erupts?

And maybe most importantly:

“Would I survive the spotlight if it turned on me?”

This isn’t just entertainment. It’s shadow work, disguised as trending topics.

Reclaiming Our Energy

I had to ask myself:

• Why do I care so deeply about someone I’ll never meet?

• What part of me is being fed by this?

• And is it nourishing… or draining?

That’s when I knew it was time to let it go.
Not out of apathy, but out of alignment.

Because every piece I write, every blog I publish—it has to feed my soul or I don’t want it.

Witness with Wisdom

To everyone who’s read my breakdown, recap, and reflection on this case, thank you. Truly. Your time, your curiosity, and your presence here? I don’t take that lightly. We held space together, and that means something.

As I continue growing through my individual studies and spiritual deepening, I’m being more intentional about where I place my focus.
Not turning fully inward—but choosing more wisely.

Because I’m no longer interested in centering pain that Black women have been forced to carry, explain, and survive for decades, especially when it's overlooked, silenced, or recycled for views.
That’s not the legacy I’m building.

So I’m shifting:
— from trauma cycles to liberation paths,
— from overexposure to sacred storytelling,
— from documenting harm to honoring healing.

I'm choosing to watch with wisdom, witness with compassion, and create from center, not chaos.

This pivot is part of my practice now. This is part of my becoming.
And I hope it invites you into your own.